“True,” Will said as the girls took off in search of an empty place to sit.
They ended up at a table in front of the large glass window. Each girl went in one side of the booth, so they sat across from each other. Amy slid in next Julia while Will sat down beside Isabella, his legs bumping hers.
Thankfully, the girls kept up a running conversation as they ate, so Amy didn’t have to try and think of what to say. It was all she could do to keep from closing her eyes and savoring those first few bites of her Blizzard. It had been a while since she’d last had one, and it tasted so good.
“You like ice cream?” Will asked.
Evidently some of the pleasure she was deriving from her treat must have shown on her face. “No. I don’t like ice cream, I absolutely love it. I’d eat it every day if I could get away with it.”
Will lifted a brow. “So you’re one of those girls who sit and eat a pint when they’re upset?”
“Yes, I can be. I can also eat a pint when I’m happy, which is why I rarely have ice cream in the house.”
“You must burn off some calories riding your bike,” Will observed. “I would think that would balance out an indulgence in something you enjoy.”
“I don’t ride that much. The school is only about six blocks away. Trust me, what I’d have to do to burn off the ice cream I’d like to eat each day would never happen. As much as I love ice cream, I detest exercise. So I just try to eat healthy most the time and stay active.”
“Seems to be working for you,” Will commented.
Amy dipped her head to take another bite of ice cream as she felt the heat rise in her cheeks. She knew he didn’t mean anything by the comment, but just the fact that he’d looked at her figure to determine that did funny things to her stomach.
“Hello, Will!”
A woman’s voice interrupted her moment of mortification. Amy looked up to see a woman standing at the table with a tray of ice cream containers in her hands. She had a smooth bob of black hair and striking blue eyes. She looked to be in her thirties and, like Marissa, her expression was curious.
“Hello, Trish,” Will said as he stood from the booth. “How are you doing?”
“Can’t complain,” she said with a wide smile. “Definitely enjoying the summer off. We’re heading to Hawaii for a week next month.”
“That’s great. We went to California to see my folks, but that’s about it for us for traveling this summer.”
The woman looked at Amy. “And who is this lovely lady?”
Amy shook hands with the woman and said, “I’m Amy Moyer.”
“She’s here helping Jessa with Julia and the manor now that she’s on bed rest,” Will said.
“Moyer?” the woman asked.
Amy nodded. “Josh is my brother, and Lance is my cousin.”
“Ah, so you’re just like family,” the woman said. “I’m Trish Salverson.”
“Nice to meet you,” Amyreplied,not sure what to make of thejust like familycomment. The woman wore a wedding ring on her left hand, so clearly she wasn’t after Will.
“How long are you here for?”
“Probably until the middle of August. I have to get back to Dallas before school starts since I have a job there.”
“You’re a teacher? So am I.”
“Yes, I teach first grade,” Amy said.
“Ah, you teach the young ones. I teach middle school math.”
“I really enjoy the kids around Julia and Isabella’s age, so teaching first grade is a dream for me.”
After a couple beats of awkward silence, Will said, “Well, be sure and say hi to Emmitt. Hope you have a good vacation.”
